When they crested the mountain, Gwen squinted. Much of the moonlit landscape was the same freak show but to the north she thought she saw something white and shining.
“You see that, Alex?”
He tilted his head. “I don’t know. Maybe. It kind of looks like an egg. A big one.”
“Yeah. On top of some tower or building.” She glanced at Zach and Jose who were still in zombie-land. “Head toward it?”
“It is getting late, and I can hardly see.”
“Yeah even with the moon. But do you think it’s safe?”
“Only one way to find out.”
Gwen gave Jose a slight push and he started to toddle forward with his awkward sleepwalking gait. Gwen hated the feel of this road under her feet, the way it softened one second and turned hard as concrete the next. Freaking Artania. You never knew what your next step migh
